Karly turned around and looked Nicole straight into her olive green eyes. "I want to..." she began and touched Nicole's arm. "I want to....well, make ...love to you Nicole. Please." she begged. Nicole's heart dropped, the begging in Karly's voice made her feel extra bad. Nicole was very much a people-pleaser. She knew that the only way to make Karly happy, was to do what she wanted her to do. Also, Nicole was quite flattered, and wondered what it would be like to have sex with a female. Nicole. Gymnastics, you look like a gymnast. i do? i asked him and giggled, no, i’m not a gymnast, then i remembered all the fun positions i’ve been in while having sex and smiled to myself. well, there are many types of knee pads for various sports, it’d help to know what you need them for when making a selection, he said all matter of fact and waited for my answer. i didn’t want to tell him i wanted them so i could wear them when i’m on my knees getting fucked in the mouth, when i’m on all 4s getting. It was about eight p.m. back east there in Chicago, seven p.m. here in western Utah. I heard the phone ring then suddenly I heard a deep male voice say, "hello? Sean Vandeventer speaking." I gasped then managed to say, "Mr. Vandeventer, my name is Nancy Armstrong, my brother's name is Raleigh Armstrong. The reason I'm calling sir is my brother and I want to meet you and personally thank you for saving our lives sir."He was silent for a moment then said, "you were the children on the motorcycle. While she settled herself I set to with the first room - number 13. Thatwing of the hotel was my favourite, the oldest, and though I'd nevercleaned 13 before I liked it for the view it gave across the grounds atthe front of the house. Aside from a few rooftops and chimneys beyond thecopse and river there was no other sign of civilisation. You'd never havebelieved we were only a forty minute train ride from the centre ofLondon.Room 13 had a single female guest, a rep for a big brewery chain.